15 March 2007

My mother sent me these photos of sweaters I had knitted for her many years ago (in less selfish days when I actually knitted sweaters for other people! LOL) Most predate 1991 when I left home. They are all in cotton yarn as my mother is allergic to wool.

1. Flower vest

I do remember this one because it was murder to knit. The honeycomb pattern is not embroidered... can't remember which pattern book it was from but it was a UK one.

2. Tree of Life

This is a sweater that I copied (literally) from one my former boss had bought in Ireland. I took the sweater and photocopied the front. I then knitted the tree. I wish I had a photo of the original sweater - just asked the old boss (with whom I still work) last week but she no longer has it. ;-( It is of more recent provenance than the others - early 2002.

3. Tree of Life 2

From another pattern book lost in the mists of my memory.

4. Sweatshirt

This one, I'm fairly certain, is from one of the Paton's general sweater booklets.

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BlurbKristina Brouhaha is a craft-daft hyphenated canadian boygirl who lives and crafts next to a forest in central Toronto (hence a high percentage of tree pics) with Aphrodite, Daisy and Quack and their love child Bubbles.

She also shares her space with the ever patient JJ, who is very fortunate indeed to be privy to her general fabulousness, but also has to put up with her many foibles, short attention span and vehement assertions on just about every topic (she has been known as an opinionated type-A person since... well...)

"In the further alternative, I submit that the household's 'early bedtime' policy constitutes age discrimination and as such violates my rights under s.15 of the Charter. Consequently..."

In exchange, she benefits tremendously from such Scottish wisdoms as "Why are you wandering around like a fart in a trance?" and "No mirrors in his/her hoose, eh?".

KB can only hope that her various partners in crime don't end up fleeing for fear of suffocation by the ever-burgeoning Handmaiden silk stash, some of which is featured on her Ravelry page (where she finally changed her moniker to Brouhaha, just to be consistent).